Had a really long conversation with best friend yesterday. Feel like less of a wreck today. I love how he's always making me search for answers within myself.
As usual, when it comes to thinking about the meaning of my life or its purpose, I am an absolute and utter disaster. I hate it when I start questioning things because they end up seeming so pointless. Nothing seem to matter in the grand spectrum of things yet it matters so much to me.
That's what I love about best friend. He's the complete opposite of me. I feel things while he see things. I want things while he wants experiences. I believe in the process of art while he only believes in results.
It gets frustrating sometimes. But I realize that without these bimonthly conversations with him, I will never get anywhere with my creative work, I will constantly wallow in my emotions of worthlessness, I will refuse to enjoy the simple things in life.
So, I just wanted to say, thanks, best friend. You're my rock.
As usual, when it comes to thinking about the meaning of my life or its purpose, I am an absolute and utter disaster. I hate it when I start questioning things because they end up seeming so pointless. Nothing seem to matter in the grand spectrum of things yet it matters so much to me.
That's what I love about best friend. He's the complete opposite of me. I feel things while he see things. I want things while he wants experiences. I believe in the process of art while he only believes in results.
It gets frustrating sometimes. But I realize that without these bimonthly conversations with him, I will never get anywhere with my creative work, I will constantly wallow in my emotions of worthlessness, I will refuse to enjoy the simple things in life.
So, I just wanted to say, thanks, best friend. You're my rock.
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